Trailer from hell
It has been months since I have moved here. To this small town I figured I had enough of the big city life. So I settled down on the country so I tell me some property. And about me a trailer just your simple Doublewide. Something easy to clean and keep up with. So I thought sooner or later I will find out by chewed off more than what I bargained for. It started simple enough it was quiet at first
And then things started going out of place. Chairs are were they shouldn't be. Stuff flying out of the cupboards. And then it got worse then I noticed things started flying across the room very violently. A blood like substance started seeping through the walls. And then voices starting yelling get out. Leave this place
I tried to ignore it. But the more I do the intense it get. I'm afraid the spirit has gotten violent more each passing day. Inch inflicted harm on me several times. By leaving scratch marks in writing cursewords on the wall. Words like. You will rot in hell and you are a worthless piece of shit. The words keep getting vulgar and vulgar. But yet I still continue to live here. I don't plan on leaving anytime soon. I'm not afraid of the spirit or demon. Whatever the fuck it is.
I came to this small country to relax. And that's when I attend on doing. But the more I try the more insistent this thing becomes. I tried calling for an exorcism. Or house cleansing at least. But nothing seems to be working. Inch time of priest or showman into this house. They either have an accident on the way home. Or they are afraid to come into the trailer itself. At first I thought it was all superstition. But I thought wrong. And then I done something I really shouldn't have done. I have anger the spirit even more
By threatening them with God. And telling them to go back to hell where they belong. Oh how I wish I hadn't. Now that each time I go somewhere I almost get into a terrible accident every time. Sometimes I think the spirit is just playing with me punishing me for what I had said. And I had tried selling the trailer. But no takers as it is it does won't need to leave. More or less I'm stuck here until I die. With it for all eternity the more I come close to selling this damn trailer. The father way the deal gets. So my advice to you is. Always make sure you know where your home comes from. Because one day it just might become your grave. That's a fitting ending for me that is
For someone who doesn't have anything left to lose. When you already lost everything in the whole wild world. Especially when a fucking spirit from you. So when you're home shopping choose carefully on what you get. Who knows you may even have a demon in it. So good luck you're going to need it. Because there's no way to beat it. The unholy spirit that haunts my trailer
